Suddenly, Ryan did not feel like going to work anymore.

As he kissed her rosy lips, his hand moved to loosen his tie.

"Don't..."

Carrie gasped softly, her face flushing as she caught his hand. "It's already tied perfectly. Don't ruin it. Let's wait until you come back..."

"Alright. You'll make it up to me tonight then," Ryan whispered huskily, his voice laced with desire as he nuzzled her ear.

Her cheeks flushed a deeper shade of pink, and she nodded shyly.

Yasmin had prepared breakfast. She was standing at the door, not wanting to intrude.

She could hear the intimate whispers and amorous sounds from inside the room. A smile played on her lips.

Ryan always lingered with Carrie until the very last moment before leaving.

I have a

lifted Carrie and placed her gently on the chair in front of the vanity.

jade hairpin shimmered, and Carrie could not help but exclaim

you never wore any. But I

her silky hair. He then

had done things he never thought

not enough. He thought he owed

Ryan finished arranging the

was fair, and her eyes were bright and lively,

tender. "It means you are my wife. You're

from outside shone on Carrie's smooth, white cheek.

the villa,

the academy in the past

his wife crying in his arms last night and the dark circle under

attending classes and painting in the studio,

"Sir, is something wrong with

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